ar scรกth a chรฉile a mhaireann na daoine. ๐ฌ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ ๐๐ง. ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ง๐๐ ๐๐ฒ ๐ง๐ข๐๐ฆ๐ก ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ง๐จ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฌ.
Heโs slanted. Itโs the way he gets when heโs at this particular stage of inebriation โ body off-kilter, dragonskin coat hung onto one shoulder (heโd gotten distracted with chasing a floating chocolate concoction in the process of taking it off), messy mop of ginger hair raised in parts and flipped over in others. Over the course of the evening, his syllables slide into one another, songs and shouts rolling off his tongue with supreme ease as he wanders and tilts his way through the crowd.ย
George is drunk โ no,ย slanted โย and, soon enough, he is one of the very last stragglers around.ย
As far as heโs concerned, there are only two places he can be when existing at such an angle: in the company of someone taking up the sorry task of sobering him up or โย perhaps moreย idealistically for the intoxicated wizard โ in the presence of another alsoย tilted on their own axis, spinning to the finality of the moment that encircled them all.
โA toast!โ He demands to the nearest concertgoer with a kind of revelry that only Ogdenโs Old can imbue, and snaps his fingers to refill his glass of Firewhiskey.ย โTo us, the very last Sisterheads to see them โย EVER!โ
seamus was, in a word, WANKERED. his voice was hoarse from singing and his legs had seen better days - scratched and bruised from jumping around and falling into others. his head would be pounding for a week and aberforth would skin him alive if he found out heโd skived off work but he didnโt care. he was having the time of his life.
george, it seemed, was much the same way.
โ fucking COME ON, โ he yelled, taking a swig from the bottle in his hand.ย โ fucking history this, mate. mate. MATE, โ he said, sticking the almost empty bottle under his arm so he could place his hands on georgeโs shoulders, only spilling a little bit.ย โ have to say, the fucking - the FIREWORKS, man. and the pyra- pero- FIRE. fucking beautiful, pal, just, โ he removed one of his hands to wipe a tear threatening to fall from his eye,ย โ fucking SPECTACULAR. โ
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at this point, with the amount of alcohols aura has consumed through the event ( added to the fact that she doesnโt have the best endurance ) she already reached theย โeveryone is my best friend in the entire worldโ drunk level. the scream made her respond with equal excitement, raising her own bottle in the air and clinking them together as if they were wine glasses before taking a quick sip. โiโm likeโฆ TOTALLY having the time of my life!โ her words are not quite as slurred as you might think, since she does know how to fake it really well; but everything else about her including the flares that were making her hair glow slightly and the tint of her cheeks were enough indicator that she was more than tipsy.ย โthis day should go down in history, iโm telling you!โ
seamus WHOOPED as their bottles clanked together, toasting her with a sip of his own. there wasnโt a lot that could bring seamus down from his high ( not even singeing his own eyebrows off again, thank merlin heโd only managed to turn them blue with the flare ) but every scream and cheer riled him up even more, so being in close proximity with auraโs glee made him even more giddy.ย โ ah GO ON mate ! me too ! โ he grinned, taking another swig of his bottle.ย โ iโm telling you now this is gonna go down as one of the best nights of my life. wait - everyoneโs life. HISTORY, even. โ
alicia LOVED the energy, screaming right back at seamus with a grin. her bouncing had caused a significant amount of her drink to go all over her hand, but she was ignoring that with the expert skill only acquired by someone well and truly FUCKED. โweird sisters FUCKINโ WIN! AGAIN!โ she genuinely let out a squeal of delight as seamus held onto her shoulders and shook his hair, the coloured powder landing everywhere but her hair โadorning her shoulders and face.ย she leant forward on her tip-toes, not having to reach super far upwards, and pressed a wet kiss to his cheek. โyou absolute legend.โย she took the bottle offered, lifting her own half-full cup up in response, to indicate swapsies. a swig down, followed by a full-body shiver from the strength that still managed to sit in its taste.
he threw his head back and LAUGHED after she slapped a kiss to his cheek, returning it with one of his own in the general direction of her cheek, but with his whisky loose legs, probably ended up in the general direction of her nose.ย โ fucking DEADLY, always wanted to be a legend. โ he grinned, swapping drinks with her and taking a generous gulp from her cup, roaring with laughter as she shivered.ย โ bloody RANK isnโt it ? found it gathering dust in aberforthโsย - speaking ofย - โ he leaned forward, resting a hand on her shoulder to steady himself and using the other to motion her closer, then cupping it around his mouth as he whispered,ย โ if you see the auld coot, I WASNโT HERE. iโm at home dying a veeery painful death, yeah ? โ
โthat and spite, iโm sure, are doing WONDERS for my skin.โ she and seamus really WERE two peas in a baby faced, short staturedย pod. it wouldโve been funnyย if it werenโt so tragic, the two of them seemingly in need of the exact same thing ; someone, that is, who looked the part of the adultย they all were. taken abackย by his sudden lightbulb moment, she took the flares (ย flares? flares )ย without even stopping to QUESTION why he had them (ย honestly, sheโd sort of given up questioning seamus finnigan ), instead watching him, intently. when he emerged with a bottle of firewhiskey, she gave a full on WOOP of happiness.ย โseamus, i neverย thought iโd say this- but youย are my hero-โ she even pressed a lightningย fast peck to his cheek, her grin as she stood back wideย and toothy,ย โoh, man. firewhiskey. i havenโt even hadย any yet, and itโs bringing me back- did you know there was a six month period where i couldnโt smell it without throwing up immediately? what better way to toast to the end of the weird sisters.โย
seamus GRINNED as ginny pecked his cheek, ignoring the fact his cheeks were probably as red as her hair at the easy affection.ย โ ah, cop yerself on, gin, did you EXPECT anything else from me ? โ hero - now thereโs a thought, one that had his alcohol muddled brain giggling. he took his flares back and shoved them into his expanded pocket, giving a quick glance about for the security wizard he was sure was after him, before pulling out a can of whatever lager has been sitting in the corner of aberforthโs basement for the past hundred or so years.ย โ merlin wept that sounds rough, considering how much of a BOOZER you are, โ he winked, throwing her a grin, before blowing the cobwebs off his can and opening it up, holding it up in a toast.ย โ TO THE BEST FUCKING BAND IN THE WORLD. โ
it was easy to keep track of his best friend, luckilyย ย - he was literally always glowing. it was a step up from being covered in soot right?ย โyou took all out to a wholeย โnother level, Seamus.โ Dean laughed, grabbing the bottle in the other boyโs hand and swiftly exchanging it for the expensive firewhiskey he had bought from the bar (he was a sucker, and should have realized earlier), before taking a large gulp.
seamus BEAMED at his best mate. his head was a bit hazy from the drink and the excitement, but it always seemed to clear up when dean was about, probably because they were so in tune with each other, he supposed, heโd always be able to find dean in a crowd. that and the fact he seemed to tower over everyone - well, seamus at least.ย โ whatโs the saying ? go big or go home ? โ he made an indignant noise before quickly snatching up deanโs bottle.ย โ iโd be careful with that one mate, it makes drinking THIS, โ he held up the firewhiskey bottle,ย โ seem like drinking juice. โ
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it was HARD TO MISS seamus. his hair was lit up like a christmas tree, and he would not stop yelling. alicia thought it was awesome. sheโd spotted the flares a couple of times in the midst of the crowd โtried to push her way through to yell a compliment in their direction, but was pushed backwards too many times. it was only through chance that sheโd bumped into him on her way back from the makeshift bar tent, one drink left behind and the other only half-full. โIMMENSE AS FUCK. you look INCREDIBLE, mate!โ sheโs far too close to his face, jumping on the balls of her feet, yelling a touch too loudly, but hopefully seamus gets that itโs friendly, not threatening.
seamus all but SCREAMED as he saw someone bounding up to him, first in shock but then quickly in glee as he bounced with her.ย โ isnโt this just the best shit youโve ever SEEN ?! โ he yelled back, the pure excitement and firewhiskey coursing through him. heโd always been loud, but in this field heโs just one voice amongst many, although he reckons the din the pair of them are making could put a few of the bigger groups to shame.ย โ you think ? HERE- โ he took hold of her shoulders and shook his head to send the coloured powder flying, trying and probably failing to share some of it with her.ย โ now weโre both a pair of rides, eh ? โ he grinned, taking a swig from his bottle and holding it out.
โdo me a favour?โ all in a huff ( and the set of her mouth BETRAYING it, at a distance ), ginny didnโt waste any time dancing around the subject with a few pleasantriesย ; she was too irritated for those, andย for finding a better way to bring up her need.ย โthey wonโt takeย my id,โ tossers, she thought, darkly, "as IF iโve snuck out of hogwarts just to catch a show and down a couple bevvies, but apparently, thatโs more believable than this face passing for twenty two. buy me a firewhiskey?โย
โ i know the feeling, โ he huffed, resentful at the fact his short stature was often the subject of sceptical quirks of eyebrows when he told bar men and bouncers that he was twenty four years of age thank you very much.ย โ i think itโs the RAGE at being IDโd. keeps us young. โ he cast a glance behind him to the bar before returning to face her with a shrug.ย โย โm not gonna be much help to be honest but- OH ! hold these- โ he instructed, holding the two flares he was holding with one hand whilst rooting around in his expanded pockets with the other, coming back up not 30 seconds later with a full bottle of firewhiskey.ย โ compliments of my dashing self. those eejitsโll charge you a fortune for a shot anyway. โ
seamus was, in a word, BUZZED. the swell of the crowd set his nerve endings alight and itโd take a lot to wipe the grin off his face.ย โ SLAINTE MOTHERFUCKERS ! โ he cried, taking a long swig from a bottle heโd found in the basement of the hogโs head - aberforth wonโt miss it, heโll just fill it up with water or lighter fluid or something and put it back - and winced and shook his head, the colours from the flares that clung to his hair shaking out around his head in a cloud of technicolor.ย โ isnโt this just fucking IMMENSE ? โ
โงผ ย henrik holm, cis male, he/him ย / ย sometimes by gerry cinnamon + constellations of freckles twinking to life and framed by rosy sunburnt shoulders, the bittersweet sting of a bitten tongue and the singing of knuckles against brick, arran sweaters and beat up trainers scuffling against the boureen as you sing and shout to the sky and wait for an answer that never comes and youโre sure youโll be going to hell with a wildflower in your lapel. ย โงฝ ย โโ ย hey, isnโt that SEAMUS FINNIGAN? i read a daily prophet article on them, once ; the TWENTY FOUR year old half blood WIZARD is a GRYFFINDOR alumnus who has gone on to be a BAR MAN AT THE HOGโS HEAD. iโve heard they can be quite GREGARIOUS & CONTRITE, but i donโt knowโฆ they came off very SKEPTICAL & STAND-OFFISH in that interview. it really is hard to know what to believe these days though, isnโt it? ย [ ย niamh, 18, bst, she/her ย ]
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BIO !
seamus was born on a rainy day in june, and was known by his mother as the noisiest baby in leitrim. she was on her own, and found herself content to be so, because she had all she needed: her baby boy and her freedom.
seamus was born towards the end of the troubles and right on the border of north and south. they lived in a small wizarding community, and theyโd mainly gone untouched by the muggle conflict, using magic to conceal themselves but as tensions rose and a tentative end was in sight, nancy finnigan began to question their safety. once the ink on the treaties was dry, she hoped they could go back to living a quiet life, but the violence was far from over, so in the best interests of her child, she packed the pair of them up and moved out west to the country, as far away from the border as possible.
young seamus loved the green fields and the wide open spaces, and seeing as their closest neighbour was about a mile away, they didnโt have to especially hide their magic, and they settled down amongst the muggles easily enough. the real problem came when it was time for seamus to go to hogwarts. where they lived, your business wasnโt just yours for long, and soon everyone had an opinion on you, and those opinions mattered. nancy knew exactly what would be said about them when her son, raised in a republican community right on the border, went to boarding school in england
it took months of sulking and moaning, but nancy finally agreed and let seamus go, under the guise that he was staying with his fatherโs family in scotland.
( as far as everyone else was concerned, martin finnegan was dead, but the fact of the matter was, martin nearny battered his wife when he found out about her magic and left her, pregnant and alone. )
he thrived in hogwarts. he shook the hand of every person he met and told jokes at the dinner table and revelled in the fact that he was surrounded by so many people like him. unfortunately though, while his magic had been strong at home, it seemed to fall flat at hogwarts, and often led to disasterous results. thatโs because, when teaching him spells when his magic fist showed, nancy taught him them in gaelic, just like she had been, and her parents had been. his professors were astounded by his ability to ruin any spell he tried, and became something of a lost cause. the issue wasnโt with his ability, only that the magic heโd been performing since he was six was in another language altogether, and while conforming to the incantations used at hogwarts, the spells got lost in translation, resulting in him more often than not setting everything around him, and mainly himself, on fire.
he realised quickly that hogwarts was a dangerous place to be. his mother knew this too, and her anxieties were projected onto him, and he found himself taking far too much stock in the opinions of his mother and the daily prophet. now he recognises the guilt: sheโd taken him away from one dangerous place and then, in her mind, shipped him off to another one. by his sixth year, he was convinced he wasnโt going to go back, that heโd keep his head down with his mum at home, but with the news becoming more and more grave everyday, part of him was giving into the calling to protect the wizarding world from dark magic.
his mind was made up for him, though, when voldemort made school compulsory for purebloods and halfbloods. while he knew deep down heโd always come back and fight, he ached for home. broken and bruised by the hands of the carrows, lying in the room of requirement at night with the other members of dumbledoreโs army, heโd pull the sheets up over his head and mumble spells in gaelic, rubbing the claddagh ring on his finger as he felt his magic swell around him and prayed his mother was doing okay.
she found him, after the final battle, sitting amongst the rubble, and as soon as her arms closed around him he cried for hours or maybe days. heโd made it out, just barely, but he wasnโt a boy any more. heโd seen and done too much to be a boy any more, and he cried for the adolescence that was cut short and the friends heโd lost that shouldโve grown old. he stayed dry eyed at all of the burials.
he stayed to help clean up and then he went home, but for the first time in his life, the silence was deafening and the space was suffocating. he needed noise and crowds and signs of life. after a difficult conversation and his eighteenth birthday, he moved to hogsmeade. he felt the urge to be close to hogwarts, to see the rebuilt castle and new students in the village, just to confirm to himself that it was all over, that it happened and that it was done with. he took rooms at the hogs head and then one day found himself working there and never looked back.
heโs the closest to content he thinks heโll ever be. heโs pulling pints and cracking jokes and screaming through the nightmares but he gets by, and when the neighbours at home ask nancy how her boyโs doing living with his fatherโs family she smiles and tells them heโs doing just fine.
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Shh! Youโll scare Clive! Whoโs Clive? Clive. Clive is a wee Prod from East Belfast. Clive came back from Ibiza, got on the wrong bus at Aldergrove Airport, then fell asleep. Clive woke up in Derry, surrounded by Russians and Fenians. Clive is absolutely shitting himself. So whereโs the real Artem? Giantโs Causeway, probably. Foreigners fucking love the Giantโs Causeway.
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